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Thank you.

They're kitties.

Come on, someone!

It's not gonna work. I know what I'm doing.

You see?

What are we going to do?

Get rid of this for a start. Leave it here.

Idiot!

Come on, I've got an idea.

Who is it?

Stuart D. Block.

Stuart? But he's only got another month to do.

Here's my number.

Give me a call tonight and I'll fix something up.

Right.

I'll get off up here.

Lucas? Yeah.

Mackay here.

How did it go?

Just like you said, he's on his way.

Good. Now listen.

Make your way back to London, but don't contact me.

Why? What about my money?

You'll get it, don't worry.

Police.

Police division.

Look, the escaped prisoner you're after is on his way to London in a red van

number KOO163.

Betrayed, Slavan?

He was reported stolen this morning from Basingstout.

No lead there, I'm afraid, sir.

I just can't understand it.

Only a month to serve.

He does something as stupid as this.

He was the last one I thought had tried it.

Completely out of character.

Muddled prisoner.

First known offence.

Already earned a year's remission. And he spoils it all like this.

He's no fool.

Must know what it will mean.

There must be some reason.

But he's an idiot.

He hasn't got a chance.

Thank you.

10.30 at the Magnolia Room tomorrow for you, you, and you. And ask for Mrs.

Pensotti. Oh, Miss Cox. Well, I'm sorry, Madeline, dear, but you are a little on

the plump side, and they're very particular about 36 hips.

All right, now, thank you. Good night, girls. Good night, ma'am.

I don't know what they're going to do about that one.

If she puts on any more weight, she'll only be good for harassed housewives and

detergent commercials.

Come on, Jean, it's time to go home. All right.

I'll finish these in the morning.

Oh, Helen.

Remember that you're seeing another batch of hopefuls at half past nine

tomorrow. As if I could forget.

Oh, it's beautiful, Wally.

I thought you'd like it, Yvonne. It's... Well, it's got class.

Nearly 200 years old.

You are very sweet.

Evening paper, if you want it.

You might learn to say thank you at least, Wally.

That's the only language they understand.

Oh, no.

What's wrong?

The police. He's given them the slip.

But I thought that you had... I did.

All the trouble I had to spring him and this happens.

They've got to pick him up.

Miss Carr.

Yes? Excuse me calling like this, but I'd like a word with you. My name's

Stewart. It's about my daughter, Jean.

Oh.

Oh, yes. Yes, please come in.

Thank you.

Do sit down.

No, I won't stay.

I'm sorry if I appeared surprised, but I'd always understood that Jean's father

was dead.

Jean said that, did she?

Yes.

Would you like a drink?

No, no, thank you. If you don't mind, Miss Carr, I'll come right to the point.

I've been away for a long time.

Somehow I lost contact with Jean. You know how it is. I knew she still worked

for you, but I don't know where she lives. So this evening I went along to

your office, but I just missed her.

And that's why I came here.

I thought you might be able to help me.

Yes, of course. Would you like to telephone her? I've got her number.

No, no, I'd rather not.

It's been a long time.

I'd rather go and see her.

Well, I'll give you her address.

Thank you.

How long is it since

she's seen you?

Nearly three years.

There.

I've given you her telephone number, just in case.

Thank you.

I'm very grateful.

I wouldn't have troubled you, but... It seemed the only way I could reach Jean.

If there's anything I can do.

You've been very kind.

And now, if you'll excuse me. Yes, of course.

Thank you again, Miss Carr.

Well, you have a lot to talk about.

Three years' worth.

Yes.

Oh, I'd rather you didn't say I'd been here.

It would be best, please.

For your own sake.

You'll understand soon enough.

Beats me how he got this far.

It won't last.

I'll give him another 24 hours.

What was he in for?

Office-breaking job. Place where he worked.

Professional? No.

The bloke with him was, though, name of Hughes.

I remember the job. They were caught more or less red-handed, but they'd

managed to stash the stuff away.

Was it picked up? Never.

Gold bearer, Bond.

They're supplied by various mining companies in South Africa. You can

change it for hard cash in most countries at the current price of gold.

These two got away with about 30,000 pounds worth. Shh!

It's still sitting around somewhere.

Well, where do we start?

Was he married?

I put the file on your desk for you to look at.

Let's see.

He's a widower with one daughter.

Remarried, a woman called Yvonne Gascoigne.

She left him when he was nicked. I suppose she'll be much help.

What about the daughter?

Name of Jean lives in Fulham.

Well, we might as well start there.

Come on then, let's go.

I want to speak to Jock Mackay. Well, he ain't in.

Would you like to leave a message?

No.

No, I'll ring later.

I told you not to come here.

I want to know why I'm not getting my money. Because you lost up the job.

How was I to know he'd give them the slip?

You get your money when he's back in the nick.

What do you expect me to do?

Hand him over in person?

You arranged to meet him.

So? So you arranged for him to be picked up.

I don't like it.

I'm not a grass.

You've done it before.

Aye, but if any of the lads found out, I'd... It's too late to start worrying

about that now.

We're the only ones who know, you and me. If you do the job properly, that's

how it'll stay.

You'll arrange to meet Stuart and you'll inform the police.

I want to read about it in tomorrow's paper.

Now get out!

They'll pick him up. They're bound to. I hope they do.

You realize that if he's out much longer and gets hold of those bonds, You'll

have to forget about your 50-50 split with Hughes.

All right, Yvonne, I'm not that stupid.

Just leave the worrying to me, will you?

And also, if he starts putting two and two together and finds out what you have

done, we're going to be in trouble. He will become vicious.

I suppose we'd better go in.

What's her name?

Jean. Jean Stewart.

Good evening, Miss Stewart. Yes.

Miss CID, I'd like to have a word with you.

Come in.

Thank you.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

Miss Stewart, we'd like to ask you a few questions about your father.

He escaped from prison this morning.

Oh, I'm sorry. I can't help you, Inspector.

Perhaps we should introduce ourselves.

This is Inspector Meredith.

I'm Sergeant Brent.

How do you do?

When did you last see him?

I don't know.

Nearly three years ago.

When you started the sentence?

Yes, we... We did right for a while and then we lost contact.

Well, it's not easy having a father and...

I see.

He didn't say it like that.

I'm sorry for him, of course, but it's not easy having to cover up all the

time.

And you've no idea where he might have gone?

No. Do you keep in touch with your stepmother?

No, we didn't get on. She sold the house, she went her way, and I went

mine. And you've not heard from her since? No.

Miss Stewart, I don't have to warn you that harbouring an escaped convict is a

criminal offence, even if he is your father.

Well, he won't come here. He doesn't even know where I live.

Well, if he should try and contact you, please let us know.

It'll be much better for your father in the long run.

Yes, well, that's all. Thank you.

We'll keep in touch if you don't mind.

Of course.

Don't shield him, Miss Stewart. It'd be very foolish.

Good night.

Good night.

She's a little toughy, all right.

She couldn't care less about her old man.

Oh, I don't know.

Her age must have been a bit of a shock.

Father lands up inside.

Stepmother clears off, leaves her to look after herself.

Bound to have an effect.

She'd help him if he turned up the... Do you think he will?

I wouldn't be surprised.

Who better have the place watched?

Sorry, Helen. I had to tell someone.

Here.

Drink this.

Why didn't you tell me before about your father being in prison?

Oh, I don't know, really.

I suppose it was shame.

Is that why your stepmother left him?

It's the reason she gave.

We're never happy.

She was always wanting to go off somewhere and enjoy herself.

All Dad ever wanted to do was sit by the fire and read.

So she went off without him.

I see.

I found her out with another man one night.

She didn't see me, but I never forgave her for it.

Jean, what would you do if your father tried to contact you?

He can't. He doesn't even know where I live. No, no, no, but supposing he found

out, what would you do?

It's one of those things.

I wouldn't know until it happens.

I wonder what he's doing now.

Hiding, I suppose.

Unless they've caught him.

It must be awful for him.

Nowhere to go and no one to trust.

He must be mad.

Getting into prison was bad enough.

Why do this?

Hello?

Jock? Aye.

Frank. Frank, listen.

You've been double-crossed.

What do you mean?

I can't explain now.

Go to Gino's cafe.

I'll see you there in half an hour.

Better wait outside for me.

Right.

Half an hour.

Come and sit down, Wally. You're making me nervous.

I'm thinking.

Then for God's sake, do it sitting down.

Brain, that Mackay.

He's a little late for that, isn't it? I'll save it when you leave on.

Perhaps I should ring him now.

Why? I suppose Frank hasn't contacted him. Why shouldn't he?

He might change his mind.

He needs help.

And he does not know that Mackay is working for you.

There's still a chance... No, Wally. You wait until you hear from Mackay.

Look,

there's no necessity to worry until something goes wrong.

Now come and sit down with me.

Come here.

There.

There is something there.

And what's that?

Something I should have thought of before.

What if he tries to contact you?

I'll know.

You're his wife.

He doesn't know about us.

No. I told him I'd finished with him a long time ago.

about his daughter.

What about her?

She doesn't know where to find us.

Anyway, even a fool like Frank wouldn't come to me.

That's the first place the police would watch.

You know, you amuse me sometimes, Yvonne.

Why?

A couple of hours ago, you were pulling me to pieces because I'd let Frank get

away.

And now?

And now.

I've had time to think things over.

And I realize that you have done everything you possibly could.

It's for you. You know that, don't you?

Yes.

I know.

I'll take you home now.

But it's early.

It's better just in case something crops up.

Oh, Frank.

He said he'd give me a couple of hundred if I'd visit you in the nick and let

out, sort of casual, that Hughes was being released six months before you.

I wouldn't have done it, but 200.

And then he fixed the escape.

He didn't say a thing about it at first.

But when he heard how mad you were when I told you about Hughes, he said we were

to get you out.

And you say that Hughes isn't due out? Not for another year.

The same time as you if you hadn't got remission.

Why?

Why would he do it? I don't know, Frank.

All I know is that I was to help you escape and then make sure the police got

you Lucky for you. We made a mess of it Yeah, I'm lucky. All right.

I didn't want to do it to you Franklin.

No, I'm trying to square things up give you an even chance If Lucas knew you

were telling me you won't know because I won't be around anymore.

I'm away to Glasgow tonight Frank why did you come with me?

I've got friends there you could get abroad

No, I can't stay on the run forever.

If you stop in London, you can't.

But if you come with me... No, John.

Come.

See my wife lately?

No, not for some time.

But you know where she's living?

I heard she's living at Targate Mansions.

I've got to see her.

Don't go there, Frank. The police aren't fools. They'll be around.

I had to chance it.

Well? I was looking for Mrs Stewart.

Mrs. Frank, Stuart. I've forgotten the number.

Hold on.

I'll have a look in me book.

Stuart.

That name rings a bell.

Stuart.

No, there's no Mrs. Stuart here.

Are you sure?

Quite sure.

Have you a Miss Gascoigne?

Yes.

Flat 532.

Thanks. I thought you wanted to speak to Mrs. Stewart.

Gascoigne's a maiden name.

Good night, Wally.

Haven't you had enough?

I can never have enough of you.

You ought to get back.

Yeah. I'll film when I get some use.

I've waited three years to get my hands on those bonds.

They'll put them to good use, huh?

The waiting has not been difficult, has it?

What do you think?

Sit down.

I'll make you some coffee. No, please don't bother.

You know about me?

Yes.

Newspapers? Yes.

If you want me to go, I... I want to help you.

I haven't told anybody that you were here earlier.

Thank you.

I didn't want to come here and involve you, but it was all I could think of.

I had to have someone to talk to.

Thanks.

Did the newspaper say why I was in prison?

Yes.

They said you only had a month's to do.

What happened?

Two of us did the job.

A man called Hughes and me.

We managed to hide the bonds before we actually got caught.

But why did you break out?

Well, a few days ago, I heard that Hughes was due out before me.

Well, I knew what that would mean.

So you broke out to get them first?

Yes.

I want that money.

I lost everything because of it.

My job, my daughter, even my wife.

Have you seen her?

Yes, I've seen her.

And this is the funny part.

Who's the boyfriend now?

The man who planned the whole job.

A crooked bookie called Wally Lucas.

Oh. I found out that Lucas was behind the man who organized my escape.

And he was the one that tipped off the police.

But why would he do that?

I don't know.

I just don't understand any of it.

I'm sorry.

I'll get the coffee.

Good morning.

I borrowed this razor for you.

Thanks.

What time is it?

Ah, nearly ten.

I don't even remember what day it is.

Saturday.

Shouldn't you be at your office?

I said I'd be in later.

You shouldn't have done that.

The flag's down there.

Good.

You're still front page news.

Half the London police force is looking for you.

Yes, I suppose so.

Oh well, can't last much longer.

I'm back inside.

An extensional sentence for the trouble I caused.

Frank?

How did you ever get involved in this sort of business?

Sounds funny, but somehow you don't seem to be the type.

What is the type?

It's easy to make excuses, but...

Yvonne, my wife, was always going on about the way we lived.

She said it wasn't good enough for us.

So, like a fool, I started to gamble.

And that only made things worse.

In the end, I had to borrow from my firm.

And they found out?

No.

But this bookmaker, Wally Lucas, did.

And I realized he'd had me on a string all the time.

So he had a hold over you?

Yeah.

First of all, he got me to make copies of the keys at my firm.

Then he really turned the screw and made me join in the robbery with Hughes.

I'd gone so far, I couldn't get out of it.

When you were in prison, did Lucas ever come to see you?

About a year ago, he sent one of his strong-arm boys round to see me.

He wanted me to cut out Hughes and do a 50-50 split with him.

And? I'll tell them to go and take a running jump.

Now, supposing they made the same proposition to Hughes?

What would you think?

Well, this is it.

They wanted you kept in prison so they could cut you out of your share.

Now, Hughes obviously wouldn't be fool enough to say where the bonds were

hidden until he was released. Then when you got remission, they got worried

because they knew you'd get the bonds first.

So that's why they dreamed up this little scheme.

Give yourself up, Frank.

Tell the police where the bonds are. It's the only way.

Please. No, Helen.

I've got to do it my way.

Get out and don't show your face until you find him. What do you expect? Get

out!

What's all the shouting about?

Mackay.

He's gone. Where?

How do I know?

You know what it means, don't you, Yvonne?

It means that you have lost the lead on Frank.

Oh, please, I'll find him.

They have not been successful so far. Oh, I don't keep on, will you?

How do you know that he has not got the bonds already? I don't.

You don't know anything, do you, Wally? No, Yvonne, you're the one with all the

brains.

It beats me why you ever left him in the first place.

He's got what you want now, hasn't he?

But why did he come to you?

I haven't got time to explain that now.

The thing is that he needs help. We can't help him except by going to the

police. We must do that, Helen. Jean, that's why I wanted to tell you first.

It's better for him if he gives himself up voluntarily.

But he won't. You know he won't. Well, no, not at the minute, but I think I can

persuade him.

I don't know, Helen.

Well, give me a day to try.

He deserves that at least.

All right, if you think it's best.

And you won't say anything to anyone?

No, I won't say anything.

I didn't think you'd get anywhere.

Anyway, thanks for your help.

Goodbye.

The prison governor's had a chat with Hughes.

Any luck?

Not a dickie.

Hughes was a bit shaken when he heard Stuart had broken out, but nothing else.

I've been reading up the files on the original robbery.

Seems our old friend Wally Lucas was behind it. Because he was much too smart

to get hauled in.

Lucas, eh?

This makes sense.

He could have fixed it for Stuart to break out and get hold of the loot.

It figures.

Have him watched.

Don't worry. All that's been taken care of.

Thank you.

Lucas here.

Are you busy?

No.

Good. Well, I've got a job for you.

What is it?

Get home to Bryce and come straight here.

All right.

I think you'll get a kick out of this.

Oh, Miss Cameron.

Oh, hello, Mrs. Thomas.

You're in laundry, Miss Cameron.

Thank you.

I brought it up earlier.

I thought I saw someone in your sitting room.

Oh, no.

I could have sworn I saw a gentleman in there. Thank you, Mrs. Thomas.

Frank?

Helen, it's no good. I can't stay here.

I was nearly spotted this afternoon. Yes, I know.

I've told Jean.

I had to tell her.

She's your daughter and she ought to know.

How did she take it?

She wants you to give yourself up.

I said you would.

But I can't, Helen. You must see that.

I've been cheated all the way down the line.

Whatever you do, do it quickly for your own sake.

Miss Stewart?

Yes. Police officers.

We'd like to speak to you.

But I've already told the other men all I know.

It is important, Miss Stewart.

Your father still hasn't contacted you?

No.

This morning your father attacked a police officer who tried to arrest him.

The officer is seriously injured.

Somehow he's got hold of a gun.

It's even more important that we find him now, Miss Stewart. We could be

dealing with a potential murderer.

But he wouldn't kill anybody.

He's desperate enough to try anything.

And if that happens, it won't just mean prison.

Well, I know where he was last night.

37 Belgrave Avenue.

Ask Miss Carr, Helen Carr, she'll tell you.

I'm afraid we'll have to take a formal statement from you later.

Please don't leave here, Miss Stewart.

Now listen.

Go straight there. He might have the bonds with him.

Wait a minute.

We've got him.

Now he hasn't got brains.

Good. Then use them even more. If he hasn't got the bonds, get him to tell

you where they are.

Then we cut out Hughes and we have the lot.

Vance.

Find Stuart and keep him there.

Whether he's got the stuff or not.

Then phone me.

Now he's right in the net.

I'll go as soon as it's dark.

You don't have to go.

I can't stay forever.

I've involved you too much already.

Whatever I've done, I've done it because I wanted to.

Look, it's probably only Mrs. Thomas.

Look, I must go. She knows I'm in.

Police officer.

Frank, it's the police.

Come on, Stuart.

They're not police. I've seen him before. With Lucas.

Use your phone, doll.

Little man, you had a busy day.

Here? Got him.

Where are you?

Right, I'm on my way.

Look for the stuff.

And if it's not there, start softening him up.

It'll be a pleasure.

Central Ford, Central One.

Ford Galaxy convertible number 5NMM and is moving off. Will follow.

Why don't you be smart?

Leave him alone!

Shut up!

I'm only just warming up.

Where is it?

No!

Hold it.

It's Lucas.

Well?

Wise up, will you, Frank?

We'll get it out of you sooner or later.

Wait a minute.

He won't talk.

But she might.

It's an old one, Lucas.

I know.

Let's see if it works out.

A bluffing Helen.

Are we?

I want those bonds, Frank.

Leave her alone.

I'll tell you.

Yeah. Yeah, I see. Hold it a minute.

Control room. The car followed Lucas to an address in Swiss Cottage and they're

awaiting instructions.

Meredith here.

Tell them to maintain watch.

If Lucas comes out of the house, even if he's with Stuart, I don't want him

picked up.

That's it?

Fine.

We're on the move.

Something else came through while you were out.

Lucas's girlfriend's moved out of the flat.

You mean Stuart's wife?

If you like.

Well, let's see what they're up to.

You wouldn't be lying, would you, Frank?

You stay here and look after these two.

How long will you be?

It'll be dark in about an hour.

It's Sunday tomorrow.

No one's around that part early Sunday morning.

Leave it till then.

Yes, yes, you're right.

We'll come back here for you in the morning, then. Come on, I've got things

to do.

It had better be the truth, Frank.

That's all We

better

take it easy then Henry we've got a long wait

Home again.

Oh, that's that.

I'm right run around.

Well, it's heavy still there.

Yeah, having a smoke.

Oh, we might as well do the same.

I'll have one of yours for a change.

Come on, will you?

You got anything to eat?

I know, get it yourself.

Sit down.

You're not going anywhere.

Not yet, anyway.

I'll get the police.

Frank, they'll kill you. I don't care what happens to me now, but they're not

going to get away with it, not while there's still a child. I suppose they've

already got them.

We've got to get there before they do.

Frank. Don't worry. Don't worry.

Okay.

It'll be up there.

Give me that tally.

Keep your eyes open.

Is that what you're looking for?

Thank you.

I'll tell her, please. I have to.